MRS. MILLAMANT, MRS. FAINALL.
Yonder Sir Wilfull's drunk, and so noisy that my mother
has been forced to leave Sir Rowland to appease him; but he answers
her only with singing and drinking. What they may have done by this
time I know not, but Petulant and he were upon quarrelling as I came
Well, if Mirabell should not make a good husband, I am a
lost thing: for I find I love him violently.
So it seems; for you mind not what's said to you. If
you doubt him, you had best take up with Sir Wilfull.
How can you name that superannuated lubber? foh!